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And it was evil to Jonah, a great evil, and he was incensed by it.
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And he prayed to Jehovah, and said, I pray Thee, O Jehovah, was not this my word, when I was yet upon my own ground? Therefore I went before to run away to Tarshish, for I knew that Thou art a God gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and of much mercy, and repenting concerning the evil.
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And now, O Jehovah, take, I pray Thee, my soul from me; for my death is better than my life.
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And Jehovah said, Doest thou well to be incensed?
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And Jonah went out from the city, and sat from the east to the city, and there made for himself a shelter, and sat under it in the shadow, until he might see what would become of the city.
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And Jehovah God provided a kikajon, and it went up over Jonah, and it was a shade over his head, to rescue him from his evil. And Jonah was glad on account of the kikajon, with great gladness.
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But God provided a worm when the dawn came up on the morrow, and it smote the kikajon, and it dried up.
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And it was, as the sun rose, that God provided a drying east wind; and the sun smote upon the head of Jonah, and he was fatigued, and asked for his soul to die, and said, My death would be better than my living.
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And God said to Jonah, Doest thou well to be incensed for the kikajon? And he said, I do well to be incensed, even to death.
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And Jehovah said, Thou wouldst spare the kikajon, on which thou hast not labored, and didst not cause to grow up; which is the son of a night, and the son of a night perishes;
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and should not I spare Nineveh, the great city, in which are multiplied more than twelve myriads of man who knows not between his right hand and his left; and also many beasts? 33
